A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

Other poetry

Zindgi ne kiye hain bahut se sitam !

Zindagi Ne Kiye Hain Bahut
Se Sitam
.
.
.
Teri Kasam
.

dosti ka rishta khas

Dosti ka rista hota hai khas , Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .

Jo deti hai har kadam par sa

pyaar fir se hone laga

 

सपने लेने छोड़ दिया था, लगा था तन�

aao zindagi ko gte chale

आओ जिंदगी को गाते चले, कुछ बातें मन की

MERE DIL KA CHAMAN

वो मेरी भारत माँ, मेरा प्यारा वतन।

Once Upon A Love

What we have is something new,

Our love for each other has always been true.

We m

KABHI DHOOP TO KABHI CHHAON

कभी धूप कभी छाया है

कभी सत्य कभी मा

Seeds Of Growth

Water the seed, and a plant will grow.

Feed the plant, and a tree will grow.

Give

Behind The Mask

Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain,

Hiding the tears that fall like rain.

Saying I'

Ek Aishwaarya thi deewani si ^_^

Ek Aishwaarya thi deewani si Shahrukh pe wo marti thi,

Najre jhukake, sharma ke Hritik ki